#anerointheknee

     Kasen had been coming home infrequently, the past few days.

     It wasn’t out of personal dislike towards her home-- though she didn’t much care for it in the first place-- but rather, it was out of inconvenience.

     The room was small. Even for one person, it felt small. Perhaps it was because of Kasen herself being too used to the confines of her dojo, but regardless, it bothered her. As did the locale, really. The abandoned library proved fruitless upon research, and otherwise clogged the air with mildew.

     It wasn’t terrible, no. But it wasn’t great either.

     But still, as Kasen returned to her home, she couldn’t help but find the door unlocked. And what’s more... she noticed the bathroom was being used.

     She was quick to take action as a result.

“Who’s there?!”

[The rosy-haired boy was motionless, looking at a certain lady that stood in front of him and he was nonchalantly looking at the translucent skirt of hers.]

Hey, sis! Don't you think your clothes are too revealing?

Happy: Natsu, when you give that kind of comment you don't keep staring.

     It was impossible. No matter what she could do, they just couldn't seem to understand her. ... Watching a few squirrels run away from her, the crouched hermit had a troubled expression on her face.

     Her abilities had vanished, for the most part. While she could still fly, right away, Kasen had noted that something about herself had felt off.

     This only proved it.

     Of course, one could only attempt to talk to animals for so long before getting stared at. ... Pausing, glancing back at the short woman standing behind her, Kasen looked up at Nero with a forced smile.